Falling in love for cynics.
it will not be romantic.
believe me when i say there are no rose-tinted glasses,
there are no flower petals or hearts in your eyes,
no racing hearts and sweaty palms.
it is a sudden, random realisation,
flying at you without warning.
it is like standing in the queue at the supermarket at three in the morning,
clutching a video, a packet of coffee, a litre of milk.
it is like sitting on a swing sideways,
watching everything zoom past you and feeling flies in your hair.
it is standing outside in the cold at six a.m.
with little idea of how you got there,
and the vague realisation of
"oh.
it's not as cold as it was before."
believe me when i say there are no rose-tinted glasses,
there are no flower petals or hearts in your eyes,
no racing hearts and sweaty palms.
it is a sudden, random realisation,
flying at you without warning.
it is like standing in the queue at the supermarket at three in the morning,
clutching a video, a packet of coffee, a litre of milk.
it is like sitting on a swing sideways,
watching everything zoom past you and feeling flies in your hair.
it is standing outside in the cold at six a.m.
with little idea of how you got there,
and the vague realisation of
"oh.
it's not as cold as it was before."
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Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!!! 5 stars!
Wow, great poem :D I especially like the lines "it is like standing in the queue at the supermarket at three in the morning, clutching a video, a packet of coffee, a litre of milk."
The poem doesn't dress up love, it shows that it is an everyday thing, while also saying why should that matter? Great job! :D
Excellent poem. :D I don't even know what to say. I've run out of things to say, so I'll resort to saying something I've never said before (except maybe once)... write more!
I really like it. I really felt the emotion. I especially loved the beginning. It really sort of said, "it's not like the movies", in an original, and beautiful manner. I love how you described the vagueness of it all. I also much applaud you on how you described romance in such an unromantic way that was still beautifully written.